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Yeeaah! This is DJ Deuce, live at
Club Runyan, where all girls with hair get in free.
G-Unit in da house! up baby.
Performin' live tonight on stage. . .Captain Save-'em-hoe,
and the fabulous Case y'all. 'em out y'all.
All my Detroit playas, go!

[Kon - Chorus]
I ain't set the and I ain't for games,
I just came to fuck and get some brain.
I got a at the crib so I ain't your man.
be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned.
You know all I wanna do is fuck. I ain't
let a money hungry women set me up.
And if you think I'm that you done pressed your luck.
I'll be damned, be damned, I'll be damned.

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You gave right. Yes I monage--tois
and I got drawers as big as big "wah".
I'm a trick daddy nigga, so bitch how you
that I wouldn't my niggas on to you when I hit ya.
I probably could forget ya if I been drunk,
but a dunkadunk, keep my mind on hump.
my mind's on hump to me my .9's in the trunk,
and Denaun got a for every fine bitch I hunt.
Not once, twice, but three the lover
that man is, and I'm a freak undercover.
I got plans for you, trick, I need a baby mother.
I got five of motherfuckers tryin' to smother me already.
We go steady, but you can give me head.
Give me that, get the hell out my bed, and the shit.
My chap lips will cut nipples breast fed,
and on the way, leave the with Achman.
I'd love for you to but I got another date,
with a fat that eat cake on playskates.
She rubbed my funky ass and feed me grace
plus my man in the ran out of videotape.

I'ma make this one clear,
ain't no woman hear ruin my career.
All the you doin' is pursuin' a dream,
that's when you find out life ain't truly what it seems.
All hoes be lyin', bullshittin' each other.
And why the hell Kobe Bryant wear a rubber.
He might as well have and told the hoe that he love her.
I'm sure as hell ain't go to court for my mother,
or my wife, and my sisters. So a mistress.
They signin' a contract before bitches hit this.
Never a woman take me out that way.
I keep a RCA camera in motherfuckin' face.

What's your name It doesn't matter.
My name is Bizzy, a for Mr. Mathers.
Sit girl. Let me get you a drink.
buy you a mink, and rape you in the sink.
From day one, I you was a hoe.
I put a rubber on my toe and you some mo'.
Turn around, let me see nasty ass.
Put on a Jason mask I take off your maxi pads.

These hoes be on some bullshit. tryin' to pull shit
they ass. Get mad and put you on blast.
Tell 'em how she fucked you,
sucked you, put it on you, you.
Yappin' off with they mouth she loved you.
All on your dick, your phone, spazzin' and shit.
Havin' a fit until you like callin' it quits.
Then she starts your chick,
to fight. Everytime you show up at a gig,
she row with her friends. Flippin' you off.
you to the bar, the bathroom,
the parkin' lot, to the car, you off.
Until you blackout, now you and the hoe is a scrapout.
You get up for assault and now you asked out.